Chapter 1: Getting Fucked? (1)

"You. You're Lee Yeon, right?"

Joo-young narrowed her eyes, gazing down at me with obsidian-like deep pupils. As her sharp gaze traced up and down my body, a chill ran down my spine.

In this situation, only one thought occupied my mind.

'I'm fucked.'

She caught me. For whatever reason, she caught me right away. Why did she catch me? No, that's not what's important right now.

I shouldn't have come out into the hallway in the first place. I should have just stayed in my room and endured the hunger by chewing on supplements.

I could have just ordered delivery after the press corps left at dawn. What possessed me to crawl out here?

"..."

But regret is pointless now. The situation has already arrived.

Thump- Thump- Thump-

My heart is pounding wildly, and maybe it's the increased blood flow to my brain, but my head feels hot. In contrast, my face has gone completely pale, drained of blood. Though I desperately want to flee back to my room...

"..."

I looked at Joo-young, who was quietly glaring at me while leaning against the hallway wall with one shoulder.

'That bitch would gladly break down my door to get in.'

She certainly has both the ability and the will to break down doors.

If I run away into my room without saying anything, I'll inevitably be caught by her after she breaks down the door, and suffer a terrible fate...

'Ignore... let's just ignore her. I didn't hear anything. I'm completely unrelated. Who's Lee Yeon? I really don't know. Hehe.'

Through self-hypnosis, I tried to pretend I hadn't heard her words and continued down the hallway.

Step- Step-

And so I quietly continued walking without showing any particular reaction.

However, this wasn't something that could be resolved so simply by ignoring it.

Click- Click-

Regular high heel sounds echoed through the hallway as she followed behind me.

Grab-

Then she grabbed my collar from behind and easily lifted me up. Maybe because she was a swordswoman, her arm strength was fucking strong. I dangled in the air like a rabbit caught by a tiger.

"Ugh."

Caught by her, I stiffened my body like a frog.

Holding my collar, Joo-young spun me around to face her. Then she brought her face close to mine, carefully examining my features up close as if dissecting them.

"....Hmm, no matter how I look at it, you look exactly the same."

Her face is too close. I can feel her warm breath.

Naturally, my gaze turned to her face as well.

"..."

When I examined Joo-young's face, my breath caught for a moment.

I couldn't say she wasn't beautiful. No, actually she was incredibly beautiful. Sharp fox-like eyes with slightly upturned corners. They could appear cold or neurotic.

The faint dark circles under her eyes and smokey eye makeup emphasized her decadent beauty even more. And those deep eyes that seemed to pull you in. They looked somewhat hollow, perhaps from long periods of overwork.

True to her nickname "Sword Ghost," her facial skin was ghost-white like jade. The very picture of an overworked office lady. A cold city beauty. The amazing Association President who had stolen the hearts of many male hunters. Though to me, she was just like the grim reaper.

"..."

Her face as she stared intently at me was a mix of annoyance, interest, anger, and sticky desire.

'Scary.'

I swallowed hard under Joo-young's heated gaze.

I was too scared to meet her eyes directly, so I lowered my gaze slightly.

As I looked down, I was greeted by her full breasts asserting their presence between her sleek deer-like neck and white shirt.

'...'

A white shirt between her black suit jacket. Her breasts were large.

I hadn't noticed when she was the Sword Ghost since she'd covered them with compression bandages, but seeing her in a suit shirt now revealed their considerable size. But that's not what's important right now. If I keep staring, I'm fucked.

I quickly raised my gaze again. But Joo-young had already noticed my wandering eyes, and slightly curved the corner of her mouth.

"What a pervert. Like what you see?"

"...!"

To that, I opened my mouth, trying my best to feign composure.

"W-why are you doing this to me suddenly? Put me down. I'll... I'll call the police."

But my tongue wasn't nearly as composed, producing a clearly suspicious response. I failed at feigning composure.

"Sigh."

Looking down at me stumbling over my words with sharp eyes, she soon sighed and undid her neatly tied ponytail.

Whoosh-

When the tie holding her hair came loose, smooth waves of hair flowed down over her suit shirt.

Scratch- Scratch-

She casually scratched at her now-loose hair for a moment, then took out a cigarette from her jacket and put it in her mouth.

Snap-

She flicked her finger, lighting the cigarette with magical flames.

Inhale- Exhale-

She took a practiced drag of the cigarette before blowing out the smoke.

"..."

Joo-young continued staring intently at me while smoking.

Her eyes held mixed thoughts about how to handle this going forward. She seemed certain that I was Lee Yeon. In this strange situation, I felt I should say something, anything, so I blurted out whatever came to mind.

"In-indoor smoking is prohibited."

"Oh really?"

At that, Joo-young raised her eyebrows as if she'd caught something good. Then she smiled and spoke in a teasing tone.

"Little Yeon-i. Even your hatred of cigarettes is exactly the same~ Hmm~? Could it be a coincidence?"

"!"

"Not knowing I started smoking this harsh stuff because of you. You little shit."

Tap- Tap-

She tapped off the cigarette ash, then opened the mansion door.

Slam-

Then she carried me in, dangling from one hand.

"Well then, little Lee Yeon. Shall we discuss the details inside?"

*

Discussion my ass.

Whoosh-

As soon as we entered the room, she threw me straight onto the bed.

Thump-

My body rolled several times across the mattress before burying itself in the blankets. Joo-young closed the mansion door, then turned the handle to lock it.

Click-

With the door closed, only she and I remained in this room.

Joo-young stood quietly by the door, looking down at me collapsed on the bed with sticky eyes. It was a gaze filled with some kind of desire, completely different from her usual look that seemed ready to devour me.

'Some-something feels different about this atmosphere?'

Receiving her heated gaze all over my body, I soon covered myself with the blanket and said.

'...G-get away!'

"Wh-why are you doing this? Don't do this. Please?"

But words different from my thoughts came out of my mouth. Was it because the situation was too sudden? Or because I was panicking?

It felt like someone else was speaking through my mouth. I felt dazed, like I was in a dream. My head just feels hot.

At my pleading, she tilted her head.

"...Don't do what? What exactly are you asking me not to do?"

Rustle-

Joo-young smiled lewdly while loosening the tie at her shirt collar.

"Are you asking me... to stop fucking you?"

"!"

The words that came from her beautiful lips were truly shocking.

'...F-fuck me?'

I could understand if she wanted to beat me like a dog, but to hear the word "fuck" come from her mouth. I couldn't believe it.

Was this a different way of expressing hatred? Or was she trying to humiliate this transformed body of mine? I couldn't understand her actions.

Before the shock could fade, she continued firing words.

"When will I get another chance like this? Little Yeon-i seems to have lost all~ his power. I can't not fuck you, can I?"

Thud- Thud-

Joo-young irritably kicked off her high heels that were getting in the way, then strode purposefully toward the bed.

Creak-

She climbed on top of me on the bed in a position like she was pinning me down.

Her arms were placed on either side of my head like a kabedon, and her black stockinged knee settled between my thighs.

Rustle-

Her long hair flowed down onto my cheeks, tickling my skin. I don't know what shampoo she uses, but a fragrant scent pricked my nose.

As she pinned me down, her large breasts sagged slightly from gravity. I gulped as I watched the rice-cake-like breasts bouncing between her shirt.

"..."

The look in her eyes as she gazed down at me was somewhat different from usual. Her pupils were dazed, as if entranced by something.

She stared at me with heated eyes, then grabbed my loose collar and pulled it off.

Rip-

My exposed chest was revealed to the world. Seeing this, Joo-young licked her lips as if looking at something delicious.

"Your nipples. They're pink?"

Slide-

She placed her hand directly on my chest.

Joo-young's long, slender fingers gently stroked around my areola.

"Nngh."

I let out a small moan. When her fingers touched me, for some reason it felt strange and my head grew hot.

I'm a man but feeling pleasure from my nipples. This shouldn't be possible.

Joo-young confirmed my sensitive reaction and drew arcs with her eyes.

"Does it feel good here? Hmm?"

She smiled, seeming pleased to have discovered my weak point. Joo-young continued to torment around my nipples.

Rustle- Rustle-

After circling her fingers clockwise around both areolas, she gently placed her fingers on my nipples and flicked them lightly.

Then she softly pinched and twisted my nipples between her index finger and thumb.

"Ahhn. Nngh."

Each time her slender fingers touched my nipples, I twisted my body and let out sweet moans.

'Why...!'

My body didn't feel like my own. My head is hazy.

After playing with my nipples - pinching, teasing and tormenting them - she buried her head by my ear. Then she quietly whispered lewd words into my ear.

"Getting pleasure from your nipples. Little Yeon-i, you're a complete pervert? Want me to touch you more?"

"...N-no!"

"No? Even though you're enjoying it this much."

Pop-

When she pinched my nipple, my body suddenly jerked.

"Nngh!"

'..Th-this is weird. This is weird!'

Nothing makes sense. Neither her actions like this, nor my body's reactions.

But the situation flowed on regardless of my understanding.

She raised her body, then moved toward my lower half.

"We've confirmed your nipple sensitivity. Now shall we check little Yeon-i's dick too?"